Down the memory lane of my forgetful mind,
I have forgotten almost all,
But you;
You are still a part of,
Countless flashbacks, that:
Bring tears to my eyes,
A smile to my lips,
And love to my soul.

Countless times,
I have tried,
To let go of you...
But you always hold on my to mind,
As if without each other,
We would remain incomplete.

Countless are the ways,
By which I have managed to,
Hate you hard,
And end up,
Loving you harder;
As if,
It’s easier for my being,
To die countless deaths for loving you,
Than to, without a thought of you,
Spend countless eternities.

Her legs were determined to never tremble again,
Her breath was never shallow since that day,
She no more thought about her agonizing pain,
The price for someone’s cowardice, she would never pay.

The words unsaid, were no more hidden in her heart,
She spoke freely; her thoughts had gained wings,
A soul without fear, her spirit was ready for a new start,
She was at last, herself, a human, among other human beings.

Strings of hopelessness with which she was tied,
Were, by her soul’s fiery rage, torn,
That day, with sheer shame, a victim died,
With a new cry of vigour, a fighter was born.

In the days I spend doing nothing,
In the nights I spend dreaming,
And amidst both the states,
You are there.

In my heart where I feel,
In my head where I think,
And where I interchange both,
You are there.

In my smiles that you bring,
In my tears that you wipe,
And in the vice-versa,
You are there.

In the life I live,
In the death I die,
And in all I do in between,
You are there.

Where I am there,
Where I am not,
And where I wish to be,
You are there.

Where you are,
Where you are not,
And where you ought to be,
You are there.

In my nowhere,
In my everywhere,
And in my elsewhere,
You are there.

In me,
In you,
In us,
You are there.

In the heavens,
In the hell,
And in this world,
You are there.

You are my world,
You are in it,
The world is you,
So, you are there.

In my confusion,
In my solution,
And as their creator,
You are there.

You are there,
I believe. I do.
Even when I don’t,
You are there.

I love you,
And I hate you.
For with me, forever,
You are there.

Even as I write this,
The words whisper,
And are evidence that,
You are there.

Smiling, you stand there,
Radiating love, always,
You are so far,
Yet, you are there.

You are there,
With me
Near me, and away,
But I don’t mind,
Near or away,
With your love
And mine,
Completing Us,

Today, I am proud to say,
You are there.
You are there,
You are there.

Another Tear,
One more Smile,
A word of Anger,
With a pang of Hunger.
The pain of Loss,
Also, a ray of Hope,
Some tinge of Fear,
Behind the show of Valour.
The quiet Noise,
The silence's Voice.
Numerous displays of Destruction,
Infinite prayers for Redemption.
Of that,
Another camouflaged visage,
Have once again,
Gone unsung.

If I were you,
I would love myself,
To no end.

If I were you,
I would forever,
Hold on to my hand.

I would love all of myself,
The old as well as the new,

I would merge with myself
Only if I were you.





.

Finally, I learnt to dance
And to freely express

Finally, I learnt to sing
And to speak up for myself

Finally, I learnt to believe
And to have faith in me

Finally, I learnt to love
And accept my flaws

Finally, I learnt to live
I am now a free soul

Hatred.
Is it what, all this while, we have learnt?
Love.
Is it what, to ashes, we have burnt?
Or.
Is it that we are misguided?
Maybe.
It's just that we are quite shortsighted.
Because.
If we would be aware,
Of the result caused by our ignorance,
Would not we have long changed,
From a foolish monster,
To an understanding human being?